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Snow Birds and Dark Woods

I have never seen a wild thing feel sorry for itself.

A little bird will fall dead, frozen from a bough, without ever having felt sorry for itself.

- D.H. Lawrence

Our Snow Goddess delivered the lovely fluffy icy stuff in buckets last week, and for a few days our local streets were picturesque. What is it about snow? When I see images like the bird in the tree, it evokes the lines from old poets - like DH Lawrence and Robert Frost.A few lines popped into my head last week as I crunched along the icy paths. And, don't worry - that pigeon was full of life when I left him, -he flapped his wings so sudden and hard, covering moir in snow. Payback for snapping him with my flash, methinks. Here are a few Christmas cards from London which I hope you will enjoy!

Two Roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference. - Robert Frost

Alas, the Postman did not ring twice,
-he stayed away until Sunday...

An old blue shed, gets a dusting of icing sugar.

The quintessential British icon all iced up

Our snow has melted away for now but I have a sneaky feeling it may be back. *whispers* Christmas Eve, dear Snow Goddess, please come back then. x

Photo credits Yours truly.

A/N: How's everyone's WIPs? My first draft edits are chugging along, despite losing half a chapter - unwittingly swallowed by my netbook a week ago, -I did manage to rewrite another. I also stumbled upon another book from my TBR pile. It's fabulous-so far, kept me up all night. I shall review it later this month.

Comments

Love, love, love the pictures! And I love London in the Snow. My family lived there in the early nineties and one year we had a Dickens X-mas. Beautiful! No, no muses this weekend – just a little brainstorming that kept me up.

Still no snow here, and none forecasted for the forseeable future. :-( I know what will happen, though - just when we are getting ready to make the long drive home for Christmas, we'll get hit with a blizzard! Happens almost every year...

oh yeah i finally got over my saggy middle (my book's I mean) and now my muse is eager to finish, so we can jump on to the next one. Have I told you she keeps on feeding me ideas so that we can skip editing?

Those pictures are making me so jealous--I want snow! I hope it comes back Christmas Eve for you! I'm starting the new WiP today while I let me last one sit for a bit before I go back and revise it. I'm so excited!

If it's possible I'm even greener with envy than the last time - all we've had is rain and lots of it which is actually a blessing as we had so little last year and it's kept the heat at bay. One day *she promises herself* when I'm rich and famous (my favourite saying) I'm going to treat myself to a white Christmas.

WIP is going along. 'Well' is such a subjective word *sigh* but it's getting done and that is the goal!

That top picture with the red berries and the bird is the most gorgeous Christmas card. I just returned home from shopping for a box of Christmas cards, mine having a bird in a tree and it's no way as Christmasy and beautiful as yours.

I wish I could box up snow and send it to everyone who wants it. Already it's yesterday's news. I used to be in heaven when I was still a skier .but no more. Skiing is a big business here so I'll be happy for the merchants.

Sorry you lost a chapter. I'm not writing anything important, just some biographical stuff for my kids and I lost the 1st 3 chapters. Bummer, too. xo xo

Even though the streets can get messy with dirty slush, a moderate snowfall is pretty and is a nice dressing for most things.We live in the southern part of the states, so we are like little children whenever it snows.It is interesting to see what large snowmen, southerners can make out of a little dusting of snow. Wishing you that "White Christmas."

Mya, we're exactly the same here. It's been a nice dusting of snow and now most has melted in London. We do make the most of it when it happens as it disappears so soon. ;) Magical winter wonderland for a few days at least.

Ah, the mail on Sundays was very unusual - only due to the postman not being able to do his rounds during the week whilst it snowed! We were surprised to see the postman and their red satchels running through the streets that Sunday.

Glad you loved the pictures! I love that quote too and I also have 'a thing' for Robert Frost.